Reality And Us

Chapter Four

It was thursday, and the sun had already been at its highest that day. The streets weren't very crowded, people worked at that time. And somewhere in the streets, walking on the pavement, was a boy with blonde hair. He was about one point eight meters tall, strolling through the streets without a place to go, seemingly.

But there was a place he wanted to go to.

He was quite nervous - he's never been there before, never been to a similar place before, yet his dicision to go there was a very definite one.

He held his head high as he took the next turn - somewhere this place had to be, and he'd find it. He remembered the reason he went there, and a cold shiver went down his spine.

He had to.

He sighed when he realized he wouldn't find the place without asking around - not that he minded interacting with strangers, it was just that he could've been there a while ago, probably. He could've started way sooner.

Maybe he could just call her, she was the one who told him of this place after all.

"Someone I know recommended it, I'm sure you'll like it.", she had said. "Seriously, there's no need to worry, Zane. Trust me."

He looked around, trying to find the way, or at least someone who might know the place.

Where did she say it was again?

He took another turn, he was quite desperate by now. If he didn't find it, he couldn't start. And he wanted to.

He had to.

All of a sudden he saw it. The place he wanted to go to.

He was really, really relieved that moment, he actually thought he'd get lost. A bit intimidated by the looks of the building he went straight to the entrance doors, it was time.

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To say that Zane was confused would've been an understatement. Seriously.

He was standing awkwardly in the room, confused about what to do next. It wasn't that he had never worked out before, but everything here looked so professional, and it disconcerted him. He was looking around the room, trying to figure out who to ask for advice.

There were all different kinds of people there, some looked quite old, some were definitly younger than Zane. Some had darker shades of skin, some had lighter, some were tall, some were tiny, some seemed friendly and some were people the boy didn't exactly feel like walking up to.

He needed advice, but who to ask? He really regretted not having informed himself before going to this place, what had he expected?

He preferably wanted to walk to someone about his age, talking to someone a lot older would've been weird. And, there were a few people about his age in this room.

He decided to settle down for a somewhat nice looking guy. He was very tall, coming from someone already quite tall, had brown hair and his skin was quite light. He definitly looked as if he worked out a lot, which confused Zane a bit.

Because, why'd you go to the gym when you arleady have all them muscels trained so well?

Anyways, the guy with the brown hair was drinking water that moment, and wasn't busy doing anything, and Zane took that as an invitation to walk up to him.

The other boy started to eye him cautiously, and Zane was rethinking to go to that boy - he didn't look very welcoming and happy to socialize.

But Zane wasn't backing down now.